Don't You Remember?

Don’t You Remember?

Don’t you remember

those days of careless growing?

Fields of wild

we ran through

chasing the wind

feeling the sun bathing

the quiet earth

as we sprouted wings

and grew in our dreams

Never touching the ground

fearing it would ensnare us

and we would become like them-

The stable caregivers, money makers

lost in the grown up guise of all we

thought we should be.

Now here we are and the

ache of lost wings

beats us down

and we no longer

dance to the sound of angels

We just remember the lull

of their sweet voices echoing

in the distant youth, we left behind.